From Minneapolis’s Doomtree collective comes the fourth LP from Stefon Alexander, or “POS” if you insist. It’s a really good indie hip-hop album, a production-value step up for our old pals at Rhymesayers, a perfectly snarked-up view from the skull of your typical high-IQ kid who grew up listening to Jay-Z, AM-radio circa Outkast, etc. The noise-beats are the best things here, such as when Doomtree cohort Lazerbeak appears on the broke-down Jay-Z-ish single “F-- Your stuff.” One thing about this guy is his outsider’s slant on the self-destructed Occupy movement; he says “I got A1 credit on my come-and-get-it card” on “All of It,” peering at the well-behaved protesters and wondering what exactly they thought they were accomplishing. He’s probably a decent comedian in real-life too, judging from the irreverent one-offs that bookend his flows, like when he wise-asses about club-life “No shirt, no shoes, no snervice. Sneriously.” OK, you’d have to hear it, I suppose. Astronautalis gets a feat. on “Wanted Wasted.” A — Eric W. Saeger